Song | Sleepless In Love |
Artist | Joe Ely |
Album | Love And Danger |
作词 : Ely | |
He had hair... black as a fiberglass speedboat | |
The morning air... was crisp as a brand new bank note | |
He swaggered... like a surfer on a Louisiana dirtbike | |
He swerved... like a trucker on the Dallas Turnpike | |
They were SLEEPLESS IN LOVE, they were Lovers | |
They were lovers, SLEEPLESS IN LOVE | |
She had eyes, bright as a sunlit Airstream | |
She told no lies, she hardly ever had a bad dream | |
She was calm... still as a July Willow | |
She was tender... soft as a K Mart Pillow | |
They were SLEEPLESS IN LOVE, they were Lovers | |
They were lovers, SLEEPLESS IN LOVE | |
He held her close, tight as a Harley's drive chain | |
Like a rose, riding on a midnight freight train | |
They shivered, like the streamers in a gypsy car lot | |
They melted, like rain on an Irish rooftop | |
They went crazy, crazy as a the wild wild west wind | |
When it chases a tumbleweed with too much top-spin | |
They made love like, wild horses in a hurricane | |
Chasing rainbows in a souped-up silver seaplane! | |
Repeat Chorus twice |
zuò cí : Ely | |
He had hair... black as a fiberglass speedboat | |
The morning air... was crisp as a brand new bank note | |
He swaggered... like a surfer on a Louisiana dirtbike | |
He swerved... like a trucker on the Dallas Turnpike | |
They were SLEEPLESS IN LOVE, they were Lovers | |
They were lovers, SLEEPLESS IN LOVE | |
She had eyes, bright as a sunlit Airstream | |
She told no lies, she hardly ever had a bad dream | |
She was calm... still as a July Willow | |
She was tender... soft as a K Mart Pillow | |
They were SLEEPLESS IN LOVE, they were Lovers | |
They were lovers, SLEEPLESS IN LOVE | |
He held her close, tight as a Harley' s drive chain | |
Like a rose, riding on a midnight freight train | |
They shivered, like the streamers in a gypsy car lot | |
They melted, like rain on an Irish rooftop | |
They went crazy, crazy as a the wild wild west wind | |
When it chases a tumbleweed with too much topspin | |
They made love like, wild horses in a hurricane | |
Chasing rainbows in a soupedup silver seaplane! | |
Repeat Chorus twice |